The Book With No Words Novels & Stories

Several moments later he returned carrying a book unlike any I had ever seen. It had no title. Its cover was completely white. When he placed it in my hands, I noticed something even stranger. Every page was blank. Chaos looked intrigued. "I haven't seen that one in centuries." "What is it?" I asked. Order gently turned the first page. "A reflection." I frowned. "Of what?" He smiled softly. "A missing soul." Silence settled over the room. He looked at me. "Picture the one you're searching for." I closed my eyes.

The book was normally kept in the room with all the ancient books but on ceremonial days it was kept in the alpha’s safe. He carefully set it on the table. “Come on beautiful,” Arion held out his hand to me. I held his hand as I walked to the book. Carefully, I opened the cover. Without warning, the pages began to flip themselves. I was surprised to realize I wasn’t scared. The pages stopped on what looked like a series of blank pages in the middle of the book. I stared at them, but I saw nothing. Arrow and Arion stood next to me. They gently began rubbing circles on my sore back. Suddenly, the pages began to show words. The words appeared to be glowing. Before long, all the pages that had

The moment she started reading this book, she knew already that she would have to come across 7 different stories and that too in 7 days, for it was the name of that book which specified these things clearly. She flipped the pages until she encountered that yellow flicker which was quite strong previously but now was faint and dim like the stars shining in the night sky lonely without any moon. She understood that this was the page from where she needed to start reading. She sat calmly and waited for the book to unfold those hidden mysteries contained in that but even after her waiting nothing happened. “ Strange ..! No words, no characters… !! What’s wrong ?” she questioned herself as if sh

“We made a promise to have a child together. You can’t break your word...” I held my phone and said indifferently, “But you don't deserve to be the mother of my child.” Immediately after that, a loud crashing sound came from the phone. The call was cut off. Only later did I learn that Shiloh had gotten into a car accident at that moment. She had died instantly on the scene. As for Easton, he did not manage to graduate. He wandered from place to place with the motherless child. He lived a life worse than that of a homeless person.

The book was an ancient one from the looks, it had latin words and strange patterns written all over it. The only understandable word was the bold 'Garou' written at the top. I touched the book in Crescent's hand expecting to get the same reaction, but i didnt, it was just normal. I guess the book knows what it's doing, it wanted Crescent to open it. Scratch that, it wasn't normal, the feeling of touching the book was different from the feeling of touching a normal book. It felt like the book had a life of it's own. "Should we open it?" Crescent asked." I don't think we should, we aren't supposed to be here in the first place" I said and he agreed with me, then he put the book back in it's p

I say when it dawns on me why would a blank book be locked away in here? “I think we may have found something.” I say to them both and they nod. “I agree. I have a feeling this is what we were looking for. Come on, we need to get back before Charlie has an aneurysm.” Jadara says and I stand, closing the book and binding it again. I pick it up and walk out of the cage and back to Dorothy, who doesn’t even say anything to us. She just nods towards the door and I smile. “I will bring it back once I’m done with it. Oh, and your secret is safe with me.” I say to her and she breathes a breath of relief. Hopefully, we will find something, but the question remains: how to read a book that has no wri

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

I wanted to be enraged but I didn't understand how to feel about a book laughing at me. After what seemed like forever, the book stopped and laid back on the table. "'What is the secret word?"' the book said, with traces of laughter in its voice. I didn't have time for the book's games. I had less than 30 hours to train and prepare myself for the challenge. The book wasn't helping matters. I said the next thing that came to my mind. "Alizon. The gem of Alizon." The book kept quiet then flipped its pages open. It stopped at one and words began to appear on them. Once that was done, a mist of glow came out from the book.